Love In The Echoes Of Time

ching and collapsing around him like a whirlwind of color and shadow. The pulse of energy from the p

denly-he

l air brushed against his skin, carrying the scent of rain-soaked earth. Ethan gr

called, his

r side, gasping for breath. "I'm-

to his back, staring at the dark sky above them. "Tell me we

d by towering trees, their branches whispering as the wind passed throug

re in a

her dress, still catching her

No signs of buildings nearby." He inha

alm. The metal was hot to the touch, its gears motionless

e said, frustration c

lashing in her eyes. "Do you th

know. I don't even un

dings. "Wherever we are, it might not

we're still in 1785, then we need to figure ou

he last thing he had seen before they escaped was the

not esca

ew something about the pocket watch.

the branches, illuminating their path just enough to avoid tripping over roots and stones. The furt

he trees, rolling hills stretched into the distance, bathed in moonlight. In the valle

a breath. "That

t should. That's th

to him. "Isab

ion unreadable. "Yes. And if we'r

. If Isabelle is still being held there, we can

's still there, that means she hasn't married Blackwood yet. But if h

hoping for some sign that it would work

e old-fashioned way,"

ce. "Breaking into a noble's estate isn't exactly

ips. "Then we improvise. We'v

ed. "You're far too stubborn f

"I'll take that

n. "We'll wait until the darkest hours of the night. Then, we

If it means getting her aw

atching the manor from a distanc

ctions that night would alter